You Are Already Held By Light

The afternoon sun is high, and you are already rehearsing tomorrow's conversations, building a character strong enough to survive the next twelve hours. You run the script again and again, terrified that if you drop the mask, the whole performance will collapse.

But the light does not need your consistency. It does not need you to be perfect, or prepared, or even coherent.

There is a truth inside you that exists before you speak a single word. You do not have to construct it.

You only have to stop hiding it. The panic says you must hold it all together.

The light says you are already held. Stop building the wall.

The door is already open.